“I am the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valleys.” Seeking balance, not lukewarm, but steadfast. The grey area is getting thinner, like the veil, I seer through it.
Know the spirit, test the spirit.
THE GREAT BATTLE
Roots so deep in darkness,
Fire is what I harness.
Quench my thirst O’living water,
So I may grow in the sun.
Water me daily, I need oxygen.
Cover me and protect me from pestilence and parasites,
Like a thief in the night they’ve come to devour,
And like hell I’ll fight, I search for you in this hour.
For they know my roots, we grow together,
Like DNA I cannot have one without thee other.
Make them strong and deep, not shaken.
A firm foundation is what I seek.
Oh the sweet scent and vibrant color,
Who can deny one without the other.
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